She looks up at you as your cock presses against her chest. You’re looking down at her and there is dead silence but high sexual energy in the air. Your eyes are screaming you want her. And hers are screaming fuck the shit out of me. But neither of you make a move. She stand up shyly and puts her hair behind her ear. And walks to her desk to write your measurements down. You instantly regret not grabbing her neck and kissing her in that moment. Meanwhile you’re standing there in front of the mirror with your pants down and a raging boner.